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			<title>A Love Story [THREE]</title>
			<description>I was consciously staring at her as I pieced together ten different ways to ask her out and a hundred reasons why she would say no. I pulled my hood over my head and slumped on my desk again, eyes closed. What's the point? Even if she goes out with me, what difference would it make.&amp;nbsp;I'd have su..</description>
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			<title>A Love Story [TWO]</title>
			<description>As people started getting out of their seats and talking loudly to their friends across the room, I realized it was recess. I looked back at the scoring table; she was still there. Moments ago I had been daydreaming about a dream about her. And now she was just standing there. I picture a scene in w..</description>
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			<title>A Love Story [ONE]</title>
			<description>It's freezing.&amp;nbsp;The air-cond has been on full blast all day long in the brightly lit classroom and no matter how tightly I twisted my jacket around me, the cold dug into my skin and clawed at my flesh. I leaned forward and slumped on my desk, closing my eyes. What's this feeling? Am I sleepy? Hu..</description>
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			<title>A Love Story [INTRO]</title>
			<description>Love is:&amp;nbsp;A synonym of beauty, pain, joy, tragedy. Because no tragedy can be complete without an element of love. No joy can be fuller than that of love. No pain can hurt more than a heartbreak. And no loveless person can truly be beautiful.&amp;nbsp;Love.&amp;nbsp;The word is a tale in itself, a strugg..</description>
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			<title>Unconditional Pain</title>
			<description>Put it in a bottle, throw it in the sand.&amp;nbsp;Burrow in the mud before things get out of hand.&amp;nbsp;There's a time to lose, a time to give up,&amp;nbsp;But now is not the time, and my time's running up.&amp;nbsp;Just stop. Don't care.&amp;nbsp;Patience is rare.&amp;nbsp;Nobody cares.&amp;nbsp;But who is nobody, and wh..</description>
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			<title>Secret Admirer</title>
			<description>I want not your love,I want not your money,I want not your care,Nor for you to call me &quot;honey&quot;.I'm still young, you're younger,I can honestly say,I don't think theres a chance that we'll marry someday.&amp;nbsp;But when my lungs breathe,When my heart beats,And I whisper through dry lips,&quot;I love you. &quot;I ..</description>
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			<title>Warriors.</title>
			<description>Blackened with soot and dust of old,Of warriors and their stories told,Tales known from peasant to sire,Of valor, of glory, and of fire,Valor of the battlefield strewn with blood,The Fatherland's beasts stuck in the mud,Glory of triumph the world enjoyed,When its most hated enemy was destroyed,Fire ..</description>
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			<title>Annabelle.</title>
			<description>A romance story with a twist, partly inspired by true events.
Warning: may contain heartache</description>
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